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Bipolar love sings dreams and nightmares to me, It coaxes me into awakeness, and paralyzes me into sleep. It becomes it, because I fear it-- Becomes unspoken and ignites an anger so vulnerable I melt into cursed tears. It swallows me whole, uses me and spits me out~ empty is how I feel, I wonder, Ever so often, How it was I drifted into this endless sleep. I faintly hear a click, like a bullet leaving a pistol. I wonder who it hit.
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Nov 13, 2019
Nov 13, 2019 at 9:18 AM UTC
Bullet
Bipolar love sings dreams and nightmares to me, It coaxes me into awakeness, and paralyzes me into sleep. It becomes it, because I fear it-- Becomes unspoken and ignites an anger so vulnerable I melt into cursed tears. It swallows me whole, uses me and spits me out~ empty is how I feel, I wonder, Ever so often, How it was I drifted into this endless sleep. I faintly hear a click, like a bullet leaving a pistol. I wonder who it hit.
#femicide#dark#love#abuse
Anais
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Anais
19/F
Nov 13, 2019
Nov 13, 2019 at 9:18 AM UTC
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